Konoha Qiweiju

He raised his head and glanced at Zhenxiu.

There was a trace of scrutiny among the indifferent crimson eyes.

Later, he did not deny it, but said: "With me, such a thing as guilt has never existed."

"Even if it is the life of a city?"

"If necessary, I don't mind destroying them all."

The words in the door are cold and merciless, and the appearance makes the heart of Zhen Xiu feel cold.

How many strong men from the Warring States period are soft-hearted?

The door is not between the pillars. In his eyes, many things can be blurred.

Only interest is the most important thing.

For a village to develop, this kind of thing must be valued.

Dirty means is understandable, but not everyone can understand.

Especially dirty on yourself.

"Then do you think it's worth it?"

"It's worth it. In a flood, 800 people were homeless but no one died. In exchange for the rapid operation of Konoha's mission mechanism, Konoha can obtain financial income and is no longer completely controlled by the economy of the country of fire. It is worth it. If you come again I will do it once. Even if there are casualties, I don’t hesitate."

Feijian is a true politician.

He is like a combination of Sarutobi Hizaki and Shimura Danzo.

Resolute and spicy, but also mild when it should be mild.

If someone asked about this matter, he would deny it.

But Zhenxiu asked him and didn't deny it.

Because he knows, Zhenxiu understands him.

He also knew that since Zhenxiu had been to the City of Sand, he would naturally find clues.

This is his understanding of true cultivation and his confidence in him.

At the same time, he also knew that if he had been between the pillars, he would definitely find problems.

But he is not afraid of these.

He even took the initiative to let the pillars go, and even guessed that the pillars would go to Zhenxiu.

These are all within his expectations.

But he was not afraid.

He is not afraid of being known by the pillars, nor is he afraid of being known by Zhenxiu.

Because they are all his family.

They will understand him.

What a person fears most is that no one understands, no one talks, no one trusts.

And he has.

Even if the pillars will be unhappy with him for some time.

Even Zhenxiu might put a lot of peppers in his meals.

He is not afraid of these.

There will even be some excitement in his heart.

Zhenxiu and Zhujian are venting their dissatisfaction.

But this also shows that they are forgiven.

Knowing this is enough.

Hearing Feijian's answer, Zhenxiu shook his head.

"You are tired."

His pupils shrank suddenly.

Are you tired?

How strange this sentence sounds.

Because no one has ever said that to him.

But I don't know why, listening to this sentence feels mixed.

Tired?

do not know.

No one asked.

He lives in a chaotic era.

He saw through life and death when he was very young.

Not only the death of the people and enemies, but also the death of brothers.

I personally buried my younger brother who was only a few years younger than me, but he didn't cry during that time.

He knew it was useless to cry.

Only peace can solve the problem.

Everyone knows that Zhuma and Madara have the ambition to calm the troubled times.

But I don't know, there are also some.

Even more than they did.

Different from the idealization of Zhu Jian and Madara's arrogance, Fei Jian is really doing practical things.

Various considerations, various plans, various choices, various responses.

These are all formed in Jian Jian's mind and are constantly being polished.

Konoha Ninja School, Assassination Tactics Special Forces, Konoha Police Department, Medical Department, and Intelligence Department, which one is not the crystallization of wisdom?

Only the name of the god of ninja was left in the pillar, but Konoha was left with a prosperous system in the door.

Is he tired?

Of course tired.

Even an iron man who has done so many things in about half a year will be tired.

But no one thinks so.

When Feijian produced these results, they would only admire them, and they really deserved to be Master Feijian.

There is nothing else.

Of course, I don't care about this in the meantime.

All he wants is a flourishing age.

A peaceful age.

Today's night is a bit soft, and suddenly I feel dry and dry.

"True cultivator, do you have wine here?"

I rarely drink alcohol in the interim, because drinking alcohol will make you drunk, and drunk will make things wrong.

But at this moment, he suddenly wanted to drink.

I really want to get drunk.

"Have."

"What wine."

"The palace jade liquor."

The brow frowned.

Something, bells and whistles.

"A drink with me?"

"There is no charge for accompany drinking, the palace jade liquor, one hundred and eighty cups, no bargaining."

"You kid."

In the room, he threw out the ticket again and placed it in front of Zhen Xiu.

"Hey. Come right away."

While talking, Zhen Xiu brought out a big wine glass.

The size of the wine glass can be called a cylinder.

"Here, one hundred and eighty cups, you won't suffer."

After a moment of stunned, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised.

Afterwards, Zhen Xiu took out two more small wine glasses.

"Now, you have one cup, I have one cup. One cup is an appetizer, and two cups are good for your kidneys."

"What a mess. Shut up and drink."

Fei passed the wine glass and drank it all in one go.

Wine enters the mouth, liquid enters the throat.

"Good wine!"

"Hey, of course. This is something I made specially. You won't lose it after saying that."

He did not refuse wine this night.

This night, he just wanted to get drunk.

After growing up, the occasional indulgence is extremely rare.

Zhenxiu smiled when he fell drunk.

Maybe it is really hard to find someone who understands the door among Konoha.

But at least, he can still drink and drink here to relieve fatigue, which is also a lucky thing.

Among the huge leaves of Konoha, in fact, Zhenxiu is the most intimate.

"It's really worrying."

After closing the shop, Zhenxiu returned to the place where he lived, carrying the room on his back.

The big empty house, but not much popularity.

The simple pattern can tell at a glance that he is a solitary man.

Yes, Jian Jian is also a man of science.

And it's a science man without a wife.

Hey, this point does not seem to be particularly emphasized.

It should be emphasized not to be bald.

Put the door room on the bed, Zhenxiu covered him with a quilt, and left.

The night is like water, and this tired man should have a good rest.

After a nap, the man will forget these distresses for a while, and will continue to fight for his ideals.

This is not just him, everyone in the world who is oppressed by life is like this.

People often fail to change the status quo and choose to forget.

Because that is the easiest salvation.

It is also the easiest way to get happiness.

Under the moonlight, Zhenxiu silently wrote down a diary, then took out the rusty kitchen knife and began to sharpen the knife.

There are many kinds of his happiness.

Sharpening is also one of them.

Of course, he prefers to see the happy look of diners when they eat delicious dishes.

For this, he needs to put in more effort.

It's almost time to improve the schedule for the four-star chef assessment.